Vianna's jaw dropped as Ferris opened the door, revealing his scraped and lightly bloody cheek to her. But as the boy assured her that he was alright, that it was no big deal, she seemed a little more relieved. Her worried blue eyes scanned his features for a moment, as if searching for any more scrapes or bruises before letting out a sigh. "How do these things keep happening to you, Professor?" she asked softly, shaking her head slightly at the boy, her gaze turning now from worried to sympathetic. "C'mon, let me walk you step-by-step over to the shore," she said, as if the boy was just a little baby that was beginning to learn how to walk now. But based on experience, to Vianna Ferris was still a lot like a baby just learning how to walk... he was always falling! She took his hand into her own smaller one and gave him a small smile as she began to lead the way over to the doors. "Are you sure you don't want anything? Or at least to perform a spell on it?"